my hot air balloon

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

A little Ian Curtis

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contamination

"a vintage

experience"

-oddfellas

"pop smoothies

for the soul

membrane,

the captain is

dead

long live my

hot air balloon!"

-the mustard bastard

"i had goose

pimples, yes, real

klaxons of the

asylum stuff"

-fatboy

"But out of that

silence rose

new sounds more

appalling still;

a strange

ventriloquism, of

which you could

not locate the

source, a

smothered moan,

as if a thousand

discords were

flowing together

into a key-note

weird, unearthly,

terrible to hear

and bear, yet

startling

with its nearness..."

-Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain (At the end of the first day's fighting at Fredericksburg)

(poetwy &)

write ;

+ a willesen

laUghinG mush.

rOOms.

do us facebook

moira songs

happy.

+~

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Wednesday, October 26, 2011

A little Ian Curtis

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